Page 5 of Hot Girls Date Demons

“Yeah?”

“When he finds you⁠—”

I glance back.

Her smile has softened.

“Don't be afraid to believe in magic.”

I laugh again.

Because magic isn't real.

Neither are handsome strangers who want to sweep a girl like me off their feet.

Honestly, I have a better chance of getting struck by lightning on the way home.

Besides, destiny only happens in romance novels.

“Sure thing, Madame.”

Then I walk out to finish my shift.

Completely unaware that before the night is over my whole life is going to change.

One

Josie

It’s twelve hours later.

My feet hurt.

Not the normal end-of-shift ache either.

No, tonight every single bone in my body feels like it's filing a formal complaint.

I lean my head against the train window and close my eyes, trying not to think about the last twelve hours.

The screaming.

The blood.

The mother sobbing in the hallway after we couldn't save her son.

The teenage girl with bruises in places no one should ever have bruises.

The drunk driver who walked away with barely a scratch, while the family he hit wasn't nearly as lucky.

Sometimes the terrible things people do to each other are just… too much.

I've been an ER nurse for fifteen years. You'd think I'd be used to humanity by now.

You'd be wrong.

Tonight was one of those nights that settles deep in your bones. The kind you carry home with you, whether you want to or not.

At least I'm going home whole.